The Fresh Fruit ft. Peace The Keeper Lyrics

Fresh Fruit Motherfucker

Must be the 'sota with a pop this nice

Cripple beat like a crossface Monday night

World on shoulders

Carry this light

Hike hike hike

Uphill

Neighborhood bandit prowl in the night

With a badge & a horse & a motorbike

Wield blue steel in the right

Hike hike hike

Uphill

In love with the chrome & a bad deal

Reminiscing on the Dome it was blasted

Put it simple it was brand new happenings

Right outside was the same ol' raps

Go for the gold so the chain was snatched

Saving the chips? Bitch you looking at the captain

I can make a chicken do a backflip

Matter of fact they was b-b-backwards

Never say a word & everybody know I speak truth

I told you I'm a nuisance

I like 50 I don't seek two cents

Taylor swiftly pay your own rent

Got a name to uphold you should own it

Must be the 'sota with a pop this nice

Cripple beat like a crossface Monday night

World on shoulders

Carry this light

Hike hike hike

Uphill

Neighborhood bandit prowl in the night

With a badge & a horse & a motorbike

Wield blue steel in the right

Hike hike hike

Uphill

What's wrong with ya

What's wrong with ya

What's wrong with ya

What's wrong with ya

Thinking how they can try & get me on some bullshit

Calypso green be the whip caught pushing

Took me sniff knew the block cook bacon

Crossing my path to watch I'm patient

Night time day time night time day shift

Work eight day like I ain't been paid yet

Or ate yet

Must be the 'sota with a pop this nice

Cripple beat like a crossface Monday night

World on shoulders

Carry this light

Hike hike hike

Uphill